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Subject: *glares*


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Date Posted: 17:27:10 07/15/02 Mon
In reply to: Belle 's message, "Hearing the commotion, the silver filly ventured toward her friend." on 09:48:36 07/15/02 Mon

*at the two females and shivers, beginning to get a chill from all of the drying sweat, but keeps a strong front* Yeah, like I'd want my family. I've gone through two sets of parents now. *he retorts icily at the filly, then begins to wheeze a little bit. he soon recovers, though his veins stick through his skin and sweat rolls off his hide. he turns to Belle in an angry manner* I'm sick of this place. I didn't mind so much having Smooth and Fyre as my parents, but then I get put with Sable and SOT. That's fine too. But then they leave. I could care less now. I've never really cared anyway. *he says, hiding his true hurt easily, it beginning to come naturally now* I haven't been back to Windy Glen for a long time. I'm turning four in a month. I don't want to return...ever. *he says with venom dripping from his words. he thinks about all of the happy-go-luckiness of the herd members there, the carefree "Nothing's Ever Gonna Happen To Me" facade* I'm going to leave. *he says, shaking his head to free some of the droplets of sweat and looking back over the hill* I can't stand weakness, and my parents were weak. *he mumbles to himself, though his insides are beginning to break apart from this madness. he tries to remain hateful about all of the things that had happened, but it just wasn't in his nature to stay angry long. he gives a long, drawn out sigh, and falls in a heap onto the ground. his eyelids roll up in exhaustion and he soon falls into a deep rest; body shuddering as it tries to take in enough air to sustain him*

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Her heart broke to see the normally carefree colt so distraught.Belle04:12:30 07/16/02 Tue


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